A few weeks ago Jayce started soccer. For some reason it was kind of a big deal to us.
Chris' school was holding a basketball camp one night a week for various ages starting at age 6. Chris had talked to one of the coaches and they had thought that it would be fine to bring Jayce along and see how he liked it, so we did. We thought it might be a fun distraction for him, but it didn't really work out.
First off, he was a young 4, and there is very big difference between 4 and 6 year olds.
Second, Chris stayed to watch, but at one point had shifted where he was sitting to a spot closer to Jayce. But even though he was closer to Jayce, Jayce hadn't seen Chris move. He glanced up at one point, didn't see Chris where he had been sitting, and kind of freaked out. (Nothing crazy, he just got upset and wanted to leave.) So we decided not to go back.
This camp is for kids in Reception and Year 1, (basically ages 4-6), and we found out about it through a flyer that came home with him from school. So it was his age group and there was a good chance that there might be someone there that he knew. It turns out that it didn't matter.
I don't know why this gave us more of a sense of settling in than, say, enrolling him in a 32 hours a week, 42 weeks a year school? Or signing a year lease on our flat? Maybe it was because those were things that we had to do but this was something additional that we elected to do? Regardless of why, it was really satisfying to watch him run around so happily and walk home together knowing that we have 11 more Monday afternoons of this. 
I immediately thought, "Yeah, neither did Jayce. Until he suddenly did."
It's such a relief for us that this fear about new people and us leaving him seems to have been conquered. It's a relief to just watch him being himself, feeling confident, feeling comfortable, and having a great time.
It was a good day for all.
1.) Cushion for my desk chair.
2.) Kids seating solution/
3.) Add mood lighting. 
5.) Hang peg board in my little office nook. (Notice on the blue paper Jayce drew a picture of me with my hair in a high ponytail and my bangs! The details he takes into account are so funny sometimes, and I love it. My Mother's Day card says "I love my mommy because she always kisses me." Sweetie.)
6.) New pillows!! I love these so much, yes, I made them and yes, those are zippers! Questionably installed or not, they are zippers.
7.) Conceal the monstrous eye sore/air conditioner that you can see 
8.) Wall art above the piano. 
9.) Add color.
11.) Add some sort of Easter decor. (Remember, this was in March.)
That's that for the living room, but I think that 11 things in one month in one room isn't too bad.
She has started using some more adult phrases instead of kid phrases for things, like announcing that her food is delicious instead of yummy (pronounced "ye-yi-shous"), or instead of buh-bye when we leave, will call out "Bye Dad! See you soon!"
She gets a little bit British on me when she loses something or someone. 
She has just finally started saying "I love you." She has hundreds of words in her vocabulary it seems, but those ones have just finally caught on and we're glad.
When she wakes up in the morning she calls for Chris, but has started occasionally calling for me about an hour or so after she goes to bed out of no where. She hasn't been fussing or crying or anything, but will just suddenly yell, "Mom! Mom! Mom!" Last night she did this about an hour and a half after I'd put her to bed, and Chris said, "It's like she's been sitting up there just playing solitaire or something." She didn't want anything in particular, she wasn't sad or dirty, just hadn't fallen asleep yet and decided to shout for me. Our little rascal.
Hannah decided that she wanted to wear Jayce's under ware over top of her pajamas all day long. Even when I took them off, she tracked them down and put them back on. We played with the cutest set of plastic eggs that has ever been discovered from a second hand shop. Jayce slept with his Rescue Heroes in bed with him and his Cards hat got the pillow spot. We started enforcing that Hannah only use her pacifier at bed times, and often find her sadly standing next to her crib when it is just out of her reach.
Jayce drew pictures, made play dough versions of us, and arranged his lunch into various shapes instead of eating it, helped me fold the laundry, and had his face painted like the Green Lantern at a party.
And that was about it. Or at least all that I got photos of.
This morning before school I came downstairs and Jayce was decked out in his Cards gear. A new U of L hat, U of L t-shirt, and red pajama pants. He had changed into this as soon as he got up, thinking that it was a Saturday.
Hannah has taken to saying "Suggle me!" this week, meaning snuggle me. (Jayce used to say "Nuggle me" when he was her age, something that he thinks is so funny now.) She asks to be suggled when she's tired, a few times from her crib when she's not tired enough, yesterday when it was raining and I had forgotten the rain cover for her stroller (and my coat!), and when she's in trouble. Last night she poured a whole container of salt all over the table and her lap, and when Chris told her no and lifted her up out of it, she burst into tears and cried "Suggle me!!" which we did as we laughed. 
